Sent of heaven God’s own Son
To purchase and redeem
And reconcile the very ones
Who nailed Him to that tree

Now my debt is paid
It is paid in full
By the precious blood
That my Jesus spilled

Now the curse of sin
Has no hold on me
Whom the Son sets free
Oh is free indeed

See the stone is rolled away
Behold the empty tomb
Hallelujah God be praised
He’s risen from the grave

-Man of Sorrows by Hillsong

Thank you, Jesus. Thank you, Lord. Those words seem so small, but I will spend my whole life telling you and showing you how grateful this wretch of a sinner is. Whom the Son sets free, oh, is free indeed! Hallelujah! God be praised!